Big Lao's RV was parked on a flat grassland, while Qian Xuan's electric wheelchair freely roamed in its track mode.
He was shouting and touching everything here and there, snapping photos—so excited he was practically exploding with chicken blood.
Those not privy to the situation might think a murder was unfolding in the forest by the farm!
Watching him, Liu Zhizhong actually felt a sense of familiarity, quite endearing... Haha, that sentiment is pretty twisted...
Then, Liu Zhizhong set up the table and chairs, brewed some fine tea, and had Qian Xuan sit down for a smoke and tea.
He arranged the stove and kitchen next, took out the local catfish and the aged turtle meat/turtle blood tofu he had brought, and presented them to Qian Xuan for inspection.
This thoroughly impressed Qian Xuan, who commented that such delicacies, grown in natural waters for many years, were rare treasures, hard to come by. Support God, you're awesome!
